Sunday afternoons are made for

........ doing restful,fun and/or relaxing past times.

I've just escaped by the skin of my teeth (where does that phrase come from?) from helping a friend of a friend of a friend move apartments, still that's not as bad as the favour that Hemlock had to do for a friend recently.

Been a strange weekend, full of goodbyes, friends that are leaving Hong Kong for good (or so they say) have chosen this coming week to do so in their droves.
Farewell BBQ (the weather stayed dry) on Friday followed by 'just a few' drinks followed by Saturday morning brunch, then lunch then dinner then more drinks and a Sunday brunch today held at the Intercontinental who serve the best Champagne Brunch in my humble opinion. It's not just a token glass of Moet but they keep pouring from 11.30 till 3. Now if they poured Piper I'd be really really impressed.

Now I can't eat or drink another thing.......... and will spend the rest of the afternoon on the sofa with Martin Amis , who I have to say I am most enjoying. At least I wont have to worry about supper tonight or in fact lunch tomorrow.

I've fallen into a bad habit of weighing myself on my bathroom scales at every possible opportunity. However the fact that I've put FIVE pounds on since Friday morning makes for not a happy Mia! Of course the sensible thing would be for me to go for a brisk brisk walk along Bowen Road or even a half hearted swim in the pool, but lets face it I've reached the point in the weekend where that is just not going to happen.